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smoke
mist, haze

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Proto-Indo-European
*dʰewh₂-[1]
smoke
mist, haze

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The Mind Fuck~
Hot and then cold. Present and then absent. Inviting and then rejecting.
Messages meant as bait, but always playing catch and release….Don’t be so vain, assuming you have some power over others…remember it’s all a game….the tables easily turn.
Now the question is who played who?…Are you the fucker, or were you fucked over? What part was real, and what part was a strategy to get a reaction? Did it ever matter or was it just a passing fancy? Hmmm..🤔
©️DEWH
Only A Taste....
He gave her a taste…it was really just a tease of the delicious, delectable, and decadent desire he could conjure. She thought a taste would be sufficient, but it just left her wanting more…more of his hands, more of his mouth, more of heat…like velvet over steel….hard, demanding, and relentless using her abundance as a platform for their undoing. The ingredients of lust lay in a mess across the bed…it was a recipe for always wanting more…a taste was not sufficient, she was still hungry, and she always would be hungry for more of him.
©DEWH/DollyMama65
If you are the least bit politically divisive, I will block you. I am so fucking sick of the stupid fucking conspiracy theories, and the hate. I want to come out of this pandemic and NOT be afraid of some crazy zealot threatening my life in the false name of freedom. China, Russia, Iran, & North Korea are the only countries who benefit from Americans hating Americans, so STOP this Shit! Full Stop 🛑 Pull your head out of your ass, and save the USA. ~That is All~Dolly
Hate is Not the New Patriotism: What Happened to Unity?
I had a really bad experience on Twitter, and I really needed to vent. Twitter is my primary political outlet, and I am very vocal & passionate about politics on that site. I had a tweet go viral. I had simply reiterated what many in my field have observed about Trump, namely, his malignant narcissism & seemingly, drug-induced, manic behavior, since recently being placed on Steroids for COVID19.
Trump fans immediately attacked my character & attempted to discredit me. I ignored most of them, but one became a troll and went looking for other accounts trying to ascertain my actual identity, so he could attempt to make a complaint to my licensing board. Ultimately, I had to change all my user names, & close my Instagram, while making Twitter private for now.
Anyway, I just needed vent. Please be nice-Stop the Hate. And for Fuck’s Sake-Try some damned kindness for a change.
Over & Fucking Out~DollyMama

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The Choice of Kindness and Unity: COVID19 Quarantine Contemplation: Day 77
In society, personal choices can infringe on other people’s safety and freedom. Many say during this pandemic that social distancing infringes on their freedom, and that they should be able to do as they please, despite possible consequences to other folks’ health. Some say we are conditioning folks to believe their personal freedom is selfish. However, I believe you can only be conditioned to believe what you choose to accept as truth...my truth says that I am a broker of healing, compassion, understanding and acceptance. I chose to be connected to the heartbeat of the universe and if it is within my power, I will choose do no harm to others. I do this willingly and freely. My personal freedom has never been impinged upon by wanting to be a part of a community, and helping others. This has only enriched my life, and during this pandemic, social distancing is how I do my part to save lives. There is no reason to fight about kindness, and unity. Our freedom comes from working for the greater good. ©️DEWH
What I’ve Learned This Week....
Aging sucks a bag of hairy balls🙄
IBS IS a FLIPPIN’ pain in my Ass~Forgive the Pun.😳🙄
The art of compromise has died, and with it, compassion has disappeared...Seems “Fuck You” has been spray painted on the Moon, and the world thinks it is a New Mandate😩
I fucking hate Scam Robo Calls-Scammers can suck the dick I don’t have!
I am very tempted to use Uber Eats to deliver Starbucks⭐️🦌🦌☕️ and Bourbon 🥃
However, DollyMama’s Hot Chocolate Mocha Coffees are the Bombdiggidy 💣 💥
Parenting NEVER ends, and I understand why some animals eat their young.
I wish I could order a Cabana Boy from Amazon Prime🧐
I don’t care how many licks it takes to get to the center of a Tootsie Roll Pop👅 🍭 cuz I can suck the chrome off a trailer hitch. 🙌🏼👅
That’s all for now..Weekly Life Lessons via DollyMama💟🤣💟
Sometimes Late at Night...
I think about all the years that have passed by, and all the moments of richness and vibrancy that have diminished over time. Youth has slipped far from my grasp, and the wonder, along with it. I can only find brief glimpses of it in the eyes of my children, but even there it is darkened by their questions of what if? The urgency and stress of the world tries to steal the life and adventures of discovery from my sons. Worries about their uncertain future reek havoc on their burgeoning present.
Meanwhile, the pain deep in my joints mingle with pain of my lost youth, so distant, it dwindles with the beat of a restless heart. Is it over, before it’s really over? The future unfolds too quickly, and I am overcome with fears of my tomorrows, being lost in the ebb not part of the flow....withering and fading away...memories and passion depleted into the beyond. Where does the time go? How did I find myself here? So little time, and still trying to understand...Clearly, I think too much late at night...DollyMama65/©️DEWH